Mercenary and the Beauty Ch. 11
Toll looked down at the woman that was using his thigh as a pillow. He was a little upset that he was going to have to wake her, but he knew that they were about 7 minutes from landing on the airfield.
Gently moving some hair from her face, he frowned, her cheek was bruised, her neck was bruised, he was sure that they way she was holding her side that her ribs were bruised. If the man that hit her wasn't already dead, he'd wrap his hands around his throat and slowly choke the life out of him. He swore to himself the moment they got on the plane, that if anyone ever so much as touched her again, he'd kill them. Slowly. Painfully.
Rubbing her cheek that was bruised, he had to take a moment to center himself, he didn't want her to think he was angry at her, "Baby. We're about to land." He said, gently shaking her awake.
Snuggling a little deeper into the pillow, Amelia could hear him speaking, letting out a frustrated sigh, she knew that she had to get up, blinking her eyes, she found him staring down at her. "Are we there yet?" She asked.
Slowly sitting up, Amelia took a second to rub her face, and look around the plane, finding a very amused Gunner staring at her. "What?" she asked him.
Standing up to collect his gear, "Nothing short stack, you just looked comfortable." Giving Toll a smile.
Cracking her neck, she smiled at him, then looked over at Toll, "He's deceptively comfortable." Standing up, she gently touched her ribs, they were sore from the fight, then climbing up and down that rock wall.
Seeing her flinch, he reached over and touched her shoulder, "Are you OK?" he asked.
Looking up at him, "I'm fine. Just tender. Nothing that scalding hot shower can't fix." Leaning down to grab her bag, she gasped as she lifted it onto her shoulders.
Anger flared in his eyes seeing that she was in so much pain, but he kept it to himself, he knew that she was already doing what she could to keep herself from falling apart. Gently putting his hand on her back, he led her off the plane, once they were on the pavement, he watched her make her way over to his bike, she was carefully leaning against it. Turning towards Barney, normally he would help the guys put the gear away, but he knew that she needed to get home.
"Barney, I'm going to take her home. I'll be back after." He said.
Holding up his hand, "No, go home with her. She's had a really long couple of days. It's only a matter of time before she breaks down." Feeling a little uncomfortable, he didn't know a lot about handling an emotional person, "Just be with her."
Patting his friend on the shoulder, "Thanks man." His eyes finding Maggie, "Thank you for keeping her safe."
Nodding at him, "She did 98% of that on her own. She's special." Turning towards Barney. "Take me to this Tool." She asked him.
Toll laughed; Barney had the same dumb look he knew he sported when he was with Amelia. Hopefully they could link that up right. It would be good for the both of them. Giving the rest of the guys a quick nod, he made his way towards his bike, ready to take his love home.
Swinging his leg over, "Let's get home."
Amelia smiled and jumped on and snuzzled her face deep into his back, "That is the greatest thing I think I've ever heard."
The moment she saw the house, her heart started beating faster, never in her life was she happier to see her home. But what made her really smile, was seeing Bruce in her driveway. Looking up at Toll as he dismounted his bike, "Did Tool bring my things home?" she asked.
Nodding, "Yea, once we were in the air when we first left, Barney let him know that you were on the mission with us. Tool found your car, purse, and phone, and brought them home." He watched her; a small smile spread across her face.
Turning her attention towards the garage, opened a compartment and entered a code, as the garage opened, she looked over her shoulder, "I may have installed a back-up way into the house." Seeing him shake his head, hit the garage door again closing it, "Perhaps if you're good, I'll give you the code."
Turning around, she immediately stripped down tossing the clothes in the trash, removing her bra and panties, she tossed them in the trash as well. Turning around she found him staring at her, taking a quick look down at the bruises on her body, his eyes were filled with rage. "Not right now. Please."
Taking his clothes, he tossed them into the washer, and started it, turning around, he grabbed her by the hand walked her through the house, heading straight to her bathroom, his mind was on one thing, showering, and burying his body deep into hers.
Getting to her bathroom, he turned on the shower, and walked into the shower, he was happy when she designed this with multiple shower heads, letting the water soak his body, he turned slightly to see her scrubbing her hair, and moving down her body with her loofah, scrubbing herself almost raw.
Amelia watched as the water from her hair finally ran clear. It felt nice to be clean, she was never going to leave the comfort of her home for a very long time. Turning her head towards Toll, she could see that he was watching her. "I need you." She whispered.
Hearing her ask for him was his undoing. Grabbing her by the back of her neck he pulled her close to his body. "I don't know if I can be gentle now." Feeling her hand on his cheek, he watched her.
"I know that." Touching his chest, "Just love me."
Grabbing her; he as gently as he could he pushed her into the wall, bending down he lifted her up; and kissed her deeply. Taking her legs, he wrapped them around his waist, "I'm sorry." Not giving her anymore time to prepare, he plunged himself into tight pussy. Relishing the sound of her scream.
Amelia felt her body stretch around his cock, her voice screamed out, "FUCK. Please don't stop." She moaned around his cock.
Setting a brutal pace, he knew that she was going to be sore, but he needed this, he needed her to feel every inch of him. Placing a small kiss on her lips, he drove himself deep into her body. "Amelia." He moaned out. His mind was racing, looking at the bruising on her neck, he wrapped his hand gently around it, "I'm so sorry my love."
Touching his face, she could see that his eyes were full of anger, and that he didn't want her in pain, she loved that about him, but as his cock tore into her, in the most delicious ways, she could feel her body start to coil, "Please. Let me cum." She begged him.
Reaching down in between their bodies, he pushed his thumb against her clit, growling out as her pussy clamped down on him, "That's right baby, cum on my cock." Rubbing her a little harder, he could feel her body tensing, the sensation of her nails digging into his shoulders, was close to pushing him on the edge, he needed her to cum, he would never allow himself to cum before her.
Feeling him pinch her clit, her body responded immediately. Wrapping her legs tightly around his waist, Amelia let her body cum all over his. "Toll. Please. Cum with me."
Pushing himself deeper into her body, he felt his balls tighten at her words, like a damn breaking, he could feel her body clamp down and his empty. Cum coating her walls. "I love you." He murmured into her neck.
The white noise in her ears faded, and she touched his face, "Move in with me, officially." Her eyes finding his.
Shutting off the water, and quickly drying them off, Toll picked her up and brought to the bed, laying down behind her, he carefully wrapped his arms around her, "I would love that." He could feel her body relax at his statement, "I'd move heaven and earth for you."
Kissing his forearm, "I know. That is one of million reasons why I love you dearly. Regardless of what happened, it was you that got me through it, and kept me sane until got home. You are my home, Toll." Snuggling deeper into his arms, she let her body relax, and drift to sleep, he was her rock.
Listening to her words, he gently placed a kiss on her shoulder, he felt her body relax from her orgasm, looking down at the sleeping woman in his arms, he knew that when the time was right, he'd marry her. She was his home too.
Amelia was running around the back yard, digging a hole, much to the amusement to Lacey. Wiping the sweat from her head, she looked up at the brunette, "What about this is amusing to you?"
Sitting on the chair, Lace watched her friend, "You," looking at the 3 ft hole she was standing in, "what is the purpose of this hole?"
Dropping the shovel, Amelia just laughed, "I'm making a fire pit," pointing to the one that was a free standing, "that one is falling apart, I want something that will last longer." Climbing out of the hole, she grabbed some peat gravel, and started pouring it in.
It took her about another 2 hours, but eventually it was completed, and looked great.
Lacey walked around picking up all the tools, and started putting them in the shed, once she was done, she sat down in the dirt next to her friend, "How are you doing? It's been a few weeks since you've been back."
Grabbing the beer that was next her, taking a big sip, she looked over at her friend, "Been doing OK, talked to a therapist that Tool knew from his military days. I've adjusted well, I can talk about what happened." Looking over at her friend, she could see the look of concern on her face, "thank you for checking on me."
Wrapping an arm over her shoulders, "Always, I'm just grateful that you were able to work through it, and that Toll was able to give you wanted."
Laughing, "He's amazing," leaning back on her elbows, she heard someone opening the back porch, looking behind her she found Maggie coming to sit. "Hey. Had enough time with the guys?" she asked.
Sitting down on the other side of Amelia, "OMG, I think I'm going to shoot Gunner." Kicking the dirt.
Handing her a beer, "Oh, what did that man do now?"
Popping the top, "I think he likes me, which isn't a problem, but" taking a drink, "I'm not interested."
Lacy and Amelia shared a look; "No, you have feelings for Barney." Bumping her shoulder, "which is 100% OK, but you need to tell Gunner. He's touched a bit; he won't stop until you tell him you're not interested in him." Lacey said to her.
Maggie gave her a look, but hiding behind a little blush, she just nodded. "I guess I should, at least mention to him that there is nothing going to happen there." Looking at her nails, "I'm not sure what you mean about Barney."
Amelia snorted, "I get that you're new the sharing emotions things, but girl, your face doesn't lie." She could see that she was a little uncomfortable, "We won't talk about it anymore, but please know that it's OK to have a human emotion."
Lacy nodded in agreement, "We don't want to make you uncomfortable, but we are her when you're ready."
The ladies sat around, drinking, but as the sun started to set, Amelia grabbed some wood, and started a small fire in her new pit. As they sat around roasting hot dogs, and laughing, Maggie could hear the rumble of the bikes heading down the street. "The boys are coming." Looking over at Amelia, seeing that she had a few steaks and potatoes on the grill starting, "How'd you know?"
Shrugging her shoulders, "They always swing by, especially when the women are here. They like to play tough, but they like us, and you." Flipping the steaks, she could see that Lacey went inside to grab some plates for them and setup the outside table. Her eyes finding Maggie, "What's going on in that head of yours?"
Letting out a sigh, "Is it obvious to everyone that I have feelings for Barney?" she asked, her eyes watching the sliding porch door.
Amelia shook her head, "No. Not too obvious, Lace and I notice cause we're women, they are block heads." Letting the steaks rest for a moment, "My advice, tell him how you feel, maybe something comes of it, maybe nothing does, but it's better to know that now than wait forever. Ya know?"
Maggie bumped her shoulder, "I think I do." Hearing the guys come onto the porch, she looked over at Amelia, "How are you and Toll?" she asked her friend.
Seeing him head towards her, she looked at Maggie, "Great. He helped me deal with a lot of the things from Albania." Looking at his approaching form, her insides turned to jelly, as they always did when he was near her.
Toll could see that she was talking to Maggie, but his need to be near her was too great, when he finally reached her, he pulled her into his arms, "Hey Mags," he greeted her, "How was your day?"
Maggie could only smile at the couple, she wanted that, she hoped that Barney had the same feelings for her, but if not, she would start to look for a connection, "I'm good, got some things squared away, I'm actually buying the house around the corner. Amelia here told me about it, and I would love nothing more to get out of the shop, no offense."
Toll laughed, he knew that staying in the shop while it was convenient, wasn't something long term, especially for a woman, as men, he knew that they were gross. "Great! I'm sure having a neighbor that you know is going to make it easier."
Nodding, "I am very excited, can't wait to start renovating the thing." Turning towards Barney who was watching her, "I'm going to finish getting dinner on the table." With that she stepped back and headed towards him.
Dinner was great, as always, Toll was a very lucky man to have someone who knew him, could take care of herself, but let him help. She was perfection, after the last person left the house, he got all the dishes into the dish washer. Turning around he found her tossing the last bit of trash away.
Reaching towards her, wrapped his hand around her neck, "Amelia, I love you." Reaching into his back pocket, he pulled out a black box, dropping down to one knee, "Will you marry me?" he asked her.
Staring down at the ring, then back at him, she couldn't help but the smile, launching herself at the man, "Yes."
Pulling her to him, he kissed her deeply. She was his world, and he would do anything in his power to make her happy.
Touching his cheek, "So, is my last name going to be Road?" she teased him.
Laughing at her, he realized in all their time together, she never once asked him for his name, but now that they were to be married, it made sense. "Williams, Richard L. Williams." That was the first time in over a decade that he spoke his name.
Giving him another kiss, "No matter what, you're still my Toll. But Amelia Williams is nice too."
END.